The Fluffpocalypse and Other Stories by Ian Madison Keller

Author:Ian Madison Keller
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: science fiction, post-apocalypse, apocalypse humor, apocalypse, detective, vampire, urban fantasy, collection, anthology, horror, short story, war, drama, spy, cat, dog, tiger, Anthropomorphic, Anthro, furry
Publisher: Rainbow Dog Books
Published: 2019-08-01T00:00:00+00:00

KATIE'S CONSCIOUSNESS came back in fits and starts. Tank's face floating over hers. His mouth moved, but her mind couldn't process what he said. The next thing she remembered was sitting up, slumped against the remains of the vehicle with Tank tenderly patting at her forehead with a damp cloth. Emotion clouded his eyes. When her eyes focused on him he smiled, his wrinkled jowls flopping.

“Are you awake now?” he asked her, pulling back the cloth.

“I am, but I wish I wasn't.” Her head pounded as if the Elephant had trampled over her rather than just tossing her away into the mud. “My head hurts.”

Tank passed her a bottle of water and two white pills, which Katie swallowed gratefully. She passed the still mostly full bottle back to him. She'd had enough experience with being hurt to know not to chug the water, as much as she wanted to.

It turned out she was resting against the driver's side back wheel, the least smashed part of the car.

The view also showed her why the Humvee had stopped so suddenly and abruptly. A large ditch had been dug across the middle of the road and concealed with a black tarp that blended in with the asphalt. The two front tires were wedged in the hole and the front bumper smashed into the far edge.

She eased back against the wheel; even that had sent her head spinning again. Tank hunkered down near her and held his paw in front of her face.

“How many fingers am I holding up?” he asked.

Katie squinted at his paw. The dewclaw nub had grown long and his paw had split to form a rudimentary hand. She gathered her thoughts with an effort of will. “Three,” she responded after a moment.

Tank nodded and lowered his paw.

“What happened, after I was knocked out? Where is Corporal Eggen and the packages?”

“The Elephants took the packages. Corporal Eggen, well,” Tank's eyes darted towards the driver's side seat. He didn't have to say anything else. Katie took a deep breath and locked her grief away. She didn't have time to mourn him now, no matter how close they'd been.

“How did you escape?”

Tank seemed to shrink down into himself and he stared down at his paws. “I didn't. They let me go,” he whispered.

“Well, I'm glad they did.” Katie wanted to give him a hug, but her head just ached too much. Instead she reached over and placed a shaky hand over top his crossed paws. “Even if I don't understand why.”

Rather than her gesture comforting him, Tank deflated further. “The ones that attacked, they're Survivors.”

“Survivors?” Katie blinked, puzzled for a moment before the pieces clicked over in her head. “The Survivors of Holocene? That evolved animal terrorist organization? But their stated goal is to wipe out humans. Why would they kidnap the packages rather than kill them?” Even as she asked the question Katie realized she knew the answer. “Hostages. To try and stop the negotiations.”

They had to save the diplomats and the negotiations.

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